Monday, January 31, 2005

the rat issue

i am a rat.

living in a pathetic cupboard box.

waiting to be killed.

by cruel human beings.

who treat me like a toy.

i feel a hand stretching into the box.

and i rushed around in the limited space frantically.

in order to protect my precious life.

unfortunately.

a hand caught hold of my sexy tail.

and i was thrown into a pool of poisonous chlorine.

all i could do was to weep and cry.

for i am only 6 weeks old.

and have yet seen the many beautiful things in this world.

i don't want to die as yet.

BUT...

"hey is it dead yet?"

"yeay, it is dead, we can start disecting now."

"but the heart is still beating"

"just pin it down onto the wax, and cut its skin open"


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